Foreign News: Dialogue Between Enemies

TIME'S Correspondent John Scott went to a Swedish airport in the hope of
getting a plane seat to Stockholm. Instead he got a story:

The plane from Berlin arrivedan American-made DC-3, with
"SwedenSchweden" painted in huge letters on both sides. A dozen
grave-faced Germans emerged. Out-prioritied, I resigned myself to the
night train. While waiting for a taxi I stood around and watched the Germans.
Their clothes looked unpressed
and faded but still good. Their faces were grim. I particularly noticed
one grey gentleman. He had on a fine, fur-collared coat and new
overshoes, a prewar and rather frowzy hat. He...